I have a cold. My head is full of fog. It makes the days hazy. It makes my psyche more delicate. I have been having crazy vivid dreams where I am saving the world with the help of Star Wars Lego mini action figures. Or I am running a bed and breakfast in Switzerland. Wouldn’t THAT be AWESOME??? But between the cold and the dreams I wake less than well rested. It is WORK having these crazy dreams.
I have no idea what tonight will bring, other than the distinct possibility that The Bob will sleep in the other room, because along with nasal congestion comes SNORING. Apparently I could win ribbons, if they gave out ribbons for this kind of thing.